Full Name: Irvin Sterling From (Hometown): New York, New York Gender: Male Ethnicity: Caucasian Traits (Appearance): 6'1" about 160 lbs, has a soft stubble upon his chin with a fit body but not muscular. Hazel eyes along with a soft wavy hair that flow gently wherever there might be a breeze.
Reason for coming on the plane: A American scientist that is supposed to be escorted to a specific location to help create the next destructive weapon for the American military but is dressed casually to prevent the common people to realize his mission. Brief History (Criminal record, past): Born September 5th 1976, he was a prodigy when it came down to science and learned practically everything it had to offer at the age of 18. He was known to be so intelligent that he invented a new formula to cure cancer when he looked at the different ways
it reacted. He was soon after recruited and told to work for the government in exchange they would give him a opportunity to meet other scientists of his caliber. Anything else: Irvin was given the task to create life back in 1990 but the experiments have failed...
Day One
"My my...where am I?" Irvin awoke from his slumber and looked around. He was on a island that he had never seen before and it was definitely not a civilized island either. He slowly got up as he turned his head towards where the wreckage occurred and wondered if any of the survivors had awoken. He didn't want to be alone and needed someone to defend him after all he was only a scientist. Blood was streaming down from his head as he touched it feeling the warm liquid. "I am guessing we are no longer in America." He checked his pockets and only found his scalpel. "This is going to be a long day for me..." he thought to himself as he carefully limped away deeper into the forest hoping that he may find some wild herbs and leaves of some sort to heal his wound.
Day Two
Irvin was now within the forest picking out the specific herbs and grinding them with a nearby rock. After he made the herbs into a good enough bits, he placed it over his open head wound and ripped a part of his shirt to keep it together. He would look around a bit more to see if he can find anyone else but was to no prevail and headed deeper into the dark forest hoping to find a village of some sort, that's when he happened to find a small tribe of cannibals. They were doing some odd ritual so he remained hidden while clutching his scalpel tightly in case they spotted him. He then smelled a sweet aroma of pork and veal but what he failed to realize was that the smell was neither pork or veal but the scent of a roasting human body. Nearby he found a certain flower which contained a poisonous nectar and took some of it into a small vial that he held onto, this was for in case something were to go wrong in the most severe of cases. "A tribal group.... this day just gets better and better...."
Day Three
Irvin observed the tribal men for a moment before glancing over at the fire where the mysterious meat was being served. He would wait until everyone finished their meal to see what exactly they were eating so that he may take some since rations were scarce and if there was meat, he needed it for protein. He would fiddle with his scalpel by twisting and turning by using his middle and index finger on his right hand since he was a right handed man. He cut off a piece of what seemed to be cold cooled down cooked pork and gently placed it in his pocket.
"Finally a sustaining meal."
His hand would grasp the meat since his hunger was overwhelming and very demanding for him to feed. He would take a small bite of his new piece of rations as he scavenged the area for any berries or anything edible in nature then after that he would need to find shelter but then he remembered what Hounsome had said earlier that day something about being handsome and living a relaxing life but someone with that much pride, were usually ignorant which was one of the things he didn't need right now since that would be more of a burden.
DAY FOUR
"Where shall I go now?" He thought to himself as he roamed around the place a bit more seeing how the island was thriving with life. He would march his way towards the beach area to find more possible food whether it was fruits or fish that he had to hunt for. He would arrive in the area with a large smile on his face seeing that the first thing he noticed was a tree with ripe bananas that would make a decent meal considering his situation. He would look at the towering 16 feet tree and scanned it for a moment to see how he would attain the meal to go with his new mysterious meat. He then picked up a sharp rock the size of his palm and used it to stab into the tree so he could climb up and attain what he needed. Once he grabbed the banana, he would slowly slide down and peel it back to begin his momentary meal when he heard movement. He took a bite of the banana as he listened carefully for whatever was around him.
"Who goes there?!"
He yelled out as he finally swallowed the piece that he had bitten into and gently took out his scalpel along with the vial containing the poisonous nectar. Slowly he would walk towards the thick bushes just to notice the figure, it wasn't human rather it was more reptilian. It was a Komodo dragon, he knew that they were hostile and were known to be very deadly in some cases they ate humans. He ran towards the tree feeling the rush of adrenaline rush through his veins which helped him climb the banana tree once more. The bite of the Komodo would just barely miss as he climbed and gazed down on it.
"Great..." He thought to himself.
He wondered if the force of jumping on top of it would be enough to at least incapacitate it and decided to try. Once the large lizard turned around he jumped and at the same time hoped that his plan would be executed perfectly. This was his leap of faith and faith was on his side this time. He landed on the back of the lizard with his feet crushing the bones of the creature as he jabbed the scalpel into it's neck covering it in the creature's blood which were known to be venomous. He quickly got off and washed off the scalpel with the nearby saltwater so that if he accidentally cut himself it won't kill him.
Day Four
Irvin now with his scalpel looked around and smiled a bit seeing that he could use the ide of the now deceased lizard. He began to cut the hide off of the body so that he may harvest it.
"I can use this to make myself a coat or something to sleep."
He looked at it and cut some of the second layer of the tree to replace leather strips. He then wrapped it around himself and felt a bit warmer, this gave him a sense of security that allowed him to focus his next objective. He needed shelter and something to distill the water. He gathered some water with one of the banana leaves before starting a fire to start the distillation. Once finished he drank it to nourish his throat and stretched before falling asleep under the tree with the coat wrapped around his for warmth.
DECEASED - KILLED IN DAY FIVE WRAP-UP
Full Name: Irvin Sterling
From (Hometown): New York, New York
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Traits (Appearance): 6'1" about 160 lbs, has a soft stubble upon his chin with a fit body but not muscular. Hazel eyes along with a soft wavy hair that flow gently wherever there might be a breeze.
Reason for coming on the plane: A American scientist that is supposed to be escorted to a specific location to help create the next destructive weapon for the American military but is dressed casually to prevent the common people to realize his mission.
Brief History (Criminal record, past): Born September 5th 1976, he was a prodigy when it came down to science and learned practically everything it had to offer at the age of 18. He was known to be so intelligent that he invented a new formula to cure cancer when he looked at the different ways
it reacted. He was soon after recruited and told to work for the government in exchange they would give him a opportunity to meet other scientists of his caliber.
Anything else: Irvin was given the task to create life back in 1990 but the experiments have failed...
Day One
"My my...where am I?" Irvin awoke from his slumber and looked around. He was on a island that he had never seen before and it was definitely not a civilized island either. He slowly got up as he turned his head towards where the wreckage occurred and wondered if any of the survivors had awoken. He didn't want to be alone and needed someone to defend him after all he was only a scientist. Blood was streaming down from his head as he touched it feeling the warm liquid. "I am guessing we are no longer in America." He checked his pockets and only found his scalpel. "This is going to be a long day for me..." he thought to himself as he carefully limped away deeper into the forest hoping that he may find some wild herbs and leaves of some sort to heal his wound.Day Two
Irvin was now within the forest picking out the specific herbs and grinding them with a nearby rock. After he made the herbs into a good enough bits, he placed it over his open head wound and ripped a part of his shirt to keep it together. He would look around a bit more to see if he can find anyone else but was to no prevail and headed deeper into the dark forest hoping to find a village of some sort, that's when he happened to find a small tribe of cannibals. They were doing some odd ritual so he remained hidden while clutching his scalpel tightly in case they spotted him. He then smelled a sweet aroma of pork and veal but what he failed to realize was that the smell was neither pork or veal but the scent of a roasting human body. Nearby he found a certain flower which contained a poisonous nectar and took some of it into a small vial that he held onto, this was for in case something were to go wrong in the most severe of cases. "A tribal group.... this day just gets better and better...."
Day Three
Irvin observed the tribal men for a moment before glancing over at the fire where the mysterious meat was being served. He would wait until everyone finished their meal to see what exactly they were eating so that he may take some since rations were scarce and if there was meat, he needed it for protein. He would fiddle with his scalpel by twisting and turning by using his middle and index finger on his right hand since he was a right handed man. He cut off a piece of what seemed to be cold cooled down cooked pork and gently placed it in his pocket.
"Finally a sustaining meal."
His hand would grasp the meat since his hunger was overwhelming and very demanding for him to feed. He would take a small bite of his new piece of rations as he scavenged the area for any berries or anything edible in nature then after that he would need to find shelter but then he remembered what Hounsome had said earlier that day something about being handsome and living a relaxing life but someone with that much pride, were usually ignorant which was one of the things he didn't need right now since that would be more of a burden.
DAY FOUR
"Where shall I go now?" He thought to himself as he roamed around the place a bit more seeing how the island was thriving with life. He would march his way towards the beach area to find more possible food whether it was fruits or fish that he had to hunt for. He would arrive in the area with a large smile on his face seeing that the first thing he noticed was a tree with ripe bananas that would make a decent meal considering his situation. He would look at the towering 16 feet tree and scanned it for a moment to see how he would attain the meal to go with his new mysterious meat. He then picked up a sharp rock the size of his palm and used it to stab into the tree so he could climb up and attain what he needed. Once he grabbed the banana, he would slowly slide down and peel it back to begin his momentary meal when he heard movement. He took a bite of the banana as he listened carefully for whatever was around him.
"Who goes there?!"
He yelled out as he finally swallowed the piece that he had bitten into and gently took out his scalpel along with the vial containing the poisonous nectar. Slowly he would walk towards the thick bushes just to notice the figure, it wasn't human rather it was more reptilian. It was a Komodo dragon, he knew that they were hostile and were known to be very deadly in some cases they ate humans. He ran towards the tree feeling the rush of adrenaline rush through his veins which helped him climb the banana tree once more. The bite of the Komodo would just barely miss as he climbed and gazed down on it.
"Great..." He thought to himself.
He wondered if the force of jumping on top of it would be enough to at least incapacitate it and decided to try. Once the large lizard turned around he jumped and at the same time hoped that his plan would be executed perfectly. This was his leap of faith and faith was on his side this time. He landed on the back of the lizard with his feet crushing the bones of the creature as he jabbed the scalpel into it's neck covering it in the creature's blood which were known to be venomous. He quickly got off and washed off the scalpel with the nearby saltwater so that if he accidentally cut himself it won't kill him.
Day Four
Irvin now with his scalpel looked around and smiled a bit seeing that he could use the ide of the now deceased lizard. He began to cut the hide off of the body so that he may harvest it.
"I can use this to make myself a coat or something to sleep."
He looked at it and cut some of the second layer of the tree to replace leather strips. He then wrapped it around himself and felt a bit warmer, this gave him a sense of security that allowed him to focus his next objective. He needed shelter and something to distill the water. He gathered some water with one of the banana leaves before starting a fire to start the distillation. Once finished he drank it to nourish his throat and stretched before falling asleep under the tree with the coat wrapped around his for warmth.
"Tomorrow... I am going to try and find others."